The third song "Rose, Rose, Red Rose, Little Rose in the Wilderness" shows the author's regret for roses. Repeated appearances have further rendered the poet's indignation. The language is vivid and concise.
A word "small" vividly describes the delicacy of roses, and at the same time shows that the weakness of roses can not compete with youth.
This poem tells us that even if we are weak, we must fight against fate, so that we can have an unyielding soul.
A white rose
Wen/Bing Xin
Why are you standing by the river alone? Is this hazy sky dawn or dusk? Where to ask, I just feel that the world of flowers is in front of me. There are a few white roses in the middle.
Why am I standing alone by the river? Is the hazy sky dawn or dusk? Where can I ask? I just feel like I'm in a sea of flowers, with a few white roses among them.
There she is. She is coming down from the mountain. Beautiful makeup, as if dressed in white, holding a big bunch of flowers in his hand.
Here she comes. She's coming down from the mountain. She is holding a bunch of flowers in her hand, wearing a plain white dress and beautiful makeup.
I said, "Come on, I'll give you a white rose. You can pin it on your skirt." She said a word with a smile, but she couldn't hear it. However, I don't think I picked it out, and she didn't wear it either. She still walked forward with flowers in her hand.
"Come here and give you a white rose. You can pin it on your lapel," I said. She smiled and said something, but I couldn't hear her. However, I didn't seem to pick one, and she didn't wear it. She still took the flower and walked forward.
Looking up at her road, I saw flowers on both sides, flowers hanging down and flowers falling down.
Looking up at the road she walked, we can see that both sides of the road are full of blooming flowers, drooping flowers and falling flowers.
I think white flowers are better than red flowers after all; But why don't I choose and she doesn't wear it?
I think white flowers are always better than red flowers; However, why didn't I choose one and she didn't wear it?
Where is the road ahead? Why not follow her?
What's ahead? Why not go with her?
It's all over, the flowers are hidden, and the dreams are awake. How to get to the road ahead? Why did you wear it when you picked it?
It's over, the flowers are gone, the dream is awake, what may be ahead? If I choose one, will she wear it?
Narcissus Wordsworth
I wander alone, like a cloud.
Floating on hills and valleys,
Suddenly I saw a group of people.
Golden daffodils bloom in spring,
In the shade, by the lake,
Dance in the breeze.
Continuous, like bright stars,
Shining in the milky way,
They walked along the edge of the lake bay
Extend into an endless line;
I saw 10 thousand flowers at a glance,
The ups and downs in dance.
The sparkling waves are dancing,
The joy of daffodils is better than water waves;
With such a happy partner,
How can a poet be dissatisfied with his happiness!
I stared at it for a long time, but I just couldn't imagine it.
How much wealth has this miracle given me?
Every time I lie awake in bed,
Either my mind is empty, or I meditate silently,
They often flash in my mind,
That is the happiness in loneliness;
So my heart is full of happiness,
Dancing with daffodils.